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Tithe
The demon in the middle of virgins who fondle
Stiffened cocks of Jesus lovers around the world
Turning cream for profit when prophets harden for little boys
Dressed for choir, the sweat of desire stains vestal robes
The taint of sin
Answers prayers
Inside and out
Now in Heaven
Tomorrow in Hell
Repenting for the lord
Yes, I struck a chord
Should we take a toll
Do the tithes across the board
Really save your soul?
The middle of the riddle leaves you broken and sober
The absence of absinthe, tasting the bitter defeat
For shortcomings in faith, in life you pass your judgment
Sever the savior, you are always allowed to repent
The trail of bodies
Are piling up
Over, under
Becoming filth
Heaven is a lie
Repenting for the lord
Yes, I struck a chord
Should we take a toll
Do the tithes across the board
Really save your soul?
What Tetragrammaton
Or sleeping Leviathans
Know the truth in all the lies?
Do you belittle the riddle of angels in the middle
Of demon orgies engorged on ecstasy
Hell Marys when martyrs barter their soul for another fix
Kings and liars condemning the fire eaters now
The blinding of faith
Desecrating
Holy heathens
Severing God
When it does seem fit
Repenting for the lord
Yes, I struck a chord
Should we take a toll
Do the tithes across the board
Really save your soul?
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Stiffened cocks of Jesus lovers around the world
Turning cream for profit when prophets harden for little boys
Dressed for choir, the sweat of desire stains vestal robes
The taint of sin
Answers prayers
Inside and out
Now in Heaven
Tomorrow in Hell
Repenting for the lord
Yes, I struck a chord
Should we take a toll
Do the tithes across the board
Really save your soul?
The middle of the riddle leaves you broken and sober
The absence of absinthe, tasting the bitter defeat
For shortcomings in faith, in life you pass your judgment
Sever the savior, you are always allowed to repent
The trail of bodies
Are piling up
Over, under
Becoming filth
Heaven is a lie
Repenting for the lord
Yes, I struck a chord
Should we take a toll
Do the tithes across the board
Really save your soul?
What Tetragrammaton
Or sleeping Leviathans
Know the truth in all the lies?
Do you belittle the riddle of angels in the middle
Of demon orgies engorged on ecstasy
Hell Marys when martyrs barter their soul for another fix
Kings and liars condemning the fire eaters now
The blinding of faith
Desecrating
Holy heathens
Severing God
When it does seem fit
Repenting for the lord
Yes, I struck a chord
Should we take a toll
Do the tithes across the board
Really save your soul?
(c) 2015 Frank Green
Published 18th Apr 2015
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